21 - I Figured That If I Downloaded A Client, I'd Start Updating Again
Well. It's been an interesting several months, hasn't it?
I cheated on Ang, as most of you know. She found out. I begged her to stay with me. She has, and things have actually been better since then, at least between the two of us. It sucks that all of that happened for us to get to this, though.
Things with her are really good, though.
Of course, everyone else in the world thinks she should never speak to me again. Because it is clearly everyone else's business what she decides to do.
Here's the thing. I know everyone is just looking out for what they think are her best interests, but it's been almost two months since things went down. She's not going to change her mind now just because someone is telling her to. It's driving her crazy. She's made her decision, why is it so hard to support that? You can judge me all you want, but leave her be. For real. Be a friend, not a parent.
I've managed to lose most of my friends because of this whole thing, in addition to what happened with Brad and the apartment. I hear from Paul that Brad goes around talking a lot of shit about me, which is cool. But it'll be taken care of in the next month, so whatever.
I told Phil sometime in October that I needed to move out. I knew I couldn't afford to live there. Before I knew about the warrants and didn't know why nowhere would hire me, I just kept thinking that I was always *this* close to getting a job. Well that never ended up happening, did it? So I owe Brad about $600 for rent for last semester, and then I think another hundred or so to Phil for covering part of a month for me. I managed to get a job at the new Borders that is opening up soon, thanks to Dena, and I'm starting there on the 18th, so I'll be able to pay them back. In the meantime, I've moved home.
I was hoping to be living with Ang, but she can't move out to the Ypsi area just yet. When I finally accepted that, I decided to get the room I'm using into shape, and I cleared all my brother's shit out of here. My dad got me a desk, and I got all the rest of my stuff from the apartment today, so it's looking pretty nice in here now.
But yeah, pretty much everyone that I used to hang out with that isn't Megan or Paul hates me now. And the ones that don't, I don't see a lot of. It's okay, kind of. I try to spend most of my time with Ang anyways, cause it's just more important.
Musically things have been mostly up, rather than down. We almost had a reunion show with STC at the Modern Exchange, but Dena couldn't make it because of work, and we had no drummer. It was still pretty fun. I got a recording from it, but a lot of the levels are off, so it's kind of useless.
Ang and 10° also played that night, and it went well. Ang is actually pretty amazing, whether she believes me when I say that or not. I've been begging her to let me be in a band with her so that we can start writing music together. I think her voice and my guitar playing could be a deadly combo. We played "Since You've Been Gone" and a couple of her originals last night at TC's Speakeasy, along with Phil, and the crowd really seemed to like it. I'd be okay with doing more of that in the future.
10° got screwed out of a couple of big shows in the last month or so, but we rescheduled them, and they'll be coming up shortly. I've been feeling better about things with them since December or so. I've written a few songs, and we're covering "Move On," so I've been a little bit more active. And when we play "El Scorcho" Ang pretty much melts. It's nice. We may be recording with a friend who is in the recording class at Eastern this semester.
September On is also talking about recording. I guess there's a place we can go that'll do us a whole CD's worth of stuff for $550. Our drummer wants to break it down five ways, but I had to email everyone back and say that I wouldn't be able to contribute anything to it. Phil's in that band, and he, perhaps more than anyone else other than Brad and Ang, knows that I am in no way able to contribute any money to this. I feel bad about it, like they're going to kick me out because of it. As if it's a matter of dedication, rather than just being really poor. I've been having a decent time with them, especially when I was getting to sing a bit, with Carly out being surgery'd.
It was kind of nice being home for the holidays this year. I hung out with my cousin, Nick, a lot at the gatherings. He's older now, and doesn't think I'm a loser, so that was cool. My mother told me a while ago that she was going to get iPod Touches for pretty much all of the "kids" in the family, but lead me to believe that I wasn't going to be receiving one. I spent Christmas Eve setting up iPods for three of my cousins, and being somewhat surly about the whole process. Luckily, my mother was not a crazy lady, and got me one, as well. All-in-all, she dropped at least $1800 on iPods this holiday season. She also got me a really nice sweater.
I think that's all for now. I'll try to write more, for all three of you who care.
-Jeremy
I cheated on Ang, as most of you know. She found out. I begged her to stay with me. She has, and things have actually been better since then, at least between the two of us. It sucks that all of that happened for us to get to this, though.
Things with her are really good, though.
Of course, everyone else in the world thinks she should never speak to me again. Because it is clearly everyone else's business what she decides to do.
Here's the thing. I know everyone is just looking out for what they think are her best interests, but it's been almost two months since things went down. She's not going to change her mind now just because someone is telling her to. It's driving her crazy. She's made her decision, why is it so hard to support that? You can judge me all you want, but leave her be. For real. Be a friend, not a parent.
I've managed to lose most of my friends because of this whole thing, in addition to what happened with Brad and the apartment. I hear from Paul that Brad goes around talking a lot of shit about me, which is cool. But it'll be taken care of in the next month, so whatever.
I told Phil sometime in October that I needed to move out. I knew I couldn't afford to live there. Before I knew about the warrants and didn't know why nowhere would hire me, I just kept thinking that I was always *this* close to getting a job. Well that never ended up happening, did it? So I owe Brad about $600 for rent for last semester, and then I think another hundred or so to Phil for covering part of a month for me. I managed to get a job at the new Borders that is opening up soon, thanks to Dena, and I'm starting there on the 18th, so I'll be able to pay them back. In the meantime, I've moved home.
I was hoping to be living with Ang, but she can't move out to the Ypsi area just yet. When I finally accepted that, I decided to get the room I'm using into shape, and I cleared all my brother's shit out of here. My dad got me a desk, and I got all the rest of my stuff from the apartment today, so it's looking pretty nice in here now.
But yeah, pretty much everyone that I used to hang out with that isn't Megan or Paul hates me now. And the ones that don't, I don't see a lot of. It's okay, kind of. I try to spend most of my time with Ang anyways, cause it's just more important.
Musically things have been mostly up, rather than down. We almost had a reunion show with STC at the Modern Exchange, but Dena couldn't make it because of work, and we had no drummer. It was still pretty fun. I got a recording from it, but a lot of the levels are off, so it's kind of useless.
Ang and 10° also played that night, and it went well. Ang is actually pretty amazing, whether she believes me when I say that or not. I've been begging her to let me be in a band with her so that we can start writing music together. I think her voice and my guitar playing could be a deadly combo. We played "Since You've Been Gone" and a couple of her originals last night at TC's Speakeasy, along with Phil, and the crowd really seemed to like it. I'd be okay with doing more of that in the future.
10° got screwed out of a couple of big shows in the last month or so, but we rescheduled them, and they'll be coming up shortly. I've been feeling better about things with them since December or so. I've written a few songs, and we're covering "Move On," so I've been a little bit more active. And when we play "El Scorcho" Ang pretty much melts. It's nice. We may be recording with a friend who is in the recording class at Eastern this semester.
September On is also talking about recording. I guess there's a place we can go that'll do us a whole CD's worth of stuff for $550. Our drummer wants to break it down five ways, but I had to email everyone back and say that I wouldn't be able to contribute anything to it. Phil's in that band, and he, perhaps more than anyone else other than Brad and Ang, knows that I am in no way able to contribute any money to this. I feel bad about it, like they're going to kick me out because of it. As if it's a matter of dedication, rather than just being really poor. I've been having a decent time with them, especially when I was getting to sing a bit, with Carly out being surgery'd.
It was kind of nice being home for the holidays this year. I hung out with my cousin, Nick, a lot at the gatherings. He's older now, and doesn't think I'm a loser, so that was cool. My mother told me a while ago that she was going to get iPod Touches for pretty much all of the "kids" in the family, but lead me to believe that I wasn't going to be receiving one. I spent Christmas Eve setting up iPods for three of my cousins, and being somewhat surly about the whole process. Luckily, my mother was not a crazy lady, and got me one, as well. All-in-all, she dropped at least $1800 on iPods this holiday season. She also got me a really nice sweater.
I think that's all for now. I'll try to write more, for all three of you who care.
-Jeremy